I typically do not like to use this blog as a forum to harass my dear husband, but I just can't let another day go by without getting something off my chest. Although there are many areas of life in which I may be willing to defer to his judgement - matters of technology, finance, and home repair, for instance - I must say that matters of the culinary arts are clearly not his forte. Case in point: The boy puts KETCHUP on his RAVIOLI. That is just not right. Not only do I have to endure in the knowledge that he is befouling his ravioli, but I also have to listen to the undignified ketchup squeeze bottle farting sound as he drowns the poor helpless pasta. Not to mention the ketchup-ricotta breath he has for hours afterwards.
Oh the things we put up with for love.
Ok, that was fun. Thanks for indulging me in a bit of silliness. I thought you might like a recap of what's been going on lately. It looks like we are going to get this house. We've had a few close calls this week, between the results of the inspection and issues with the downstairs tenant. But it seems like it's all going to work out and proceed to closing.
Also my friend Molly (the one I knit the booties & hat below for) who was 5 weeks ahead of me in her pregnancy had her baby yesterday morning, 3 weeks early. And IT'S A GIRL! So Roan will have a playmate. Very exciting.
This week we took a class called "Babies, Baths & Bundles" which went over basic newborn care. We learned the essentials of keeping the little one alive, at least for the first few weeks. Beyond that, all bets are off.
Arwen was really cute. He insisted on holding our toy practice baby for pretty much the entire 3 hour class. We learned about all the crazy rashes, bumps and other oddities they can get that are all normal things, so hopefully that'll save us a few trips to the emergency room.
We still have so much to do to get ready. The next major thing is to find a pediatrician. That's a whole process of course. They do interviews now apparently, to help neurotic control freak parents determine whether the doc is a good fit. So I guess that means I have to come up with a list of questions. Lord have mercy. Thank gawd for the Internet.
Honestly I have little interest in attending to the practical matters such as these. I am in an all out panic to finish up the zillions of sewing & knitting projects I've been meaning to get done for this child. You know, cutesy little things that I'll spend hours and hours working on, that our precious darling will either spit up on, poop on or outgrow in the blink of an eye. But hey, it's not like I have a nursery I can decorate right now. All that nesting instinct has to be channeled into something.
So here's a photo of one project that is *almost* completed. It's meant to be a pillow that hangs on the door to indicate whether the baby is napping. On one side is awake Bambi, on the other side is sleeping Bambi. I did the cross stitched design about a million years ago (I have since sworn off cross stitching entirely, since KNITTING RULES). Last night I whipped up a lavender ruffle for the edge - my first attempt at this - and did the main pillow assembly. This was a thoroughly nerve-wracking experience, as I am a fairly competent knitter but a pretty lousy seamstress. But it turned out so cute! Now I just need to stuff it and sew up the last little bit by hand. I'll post a picture of the finished product when it's done.
Only 7 1/2 weeks to go!